Yang Wenxiao looked at him and, with a slight curl of his lips, said, "Don't want her to be bullied? Just let her marry into the royal family and become one of them."
Tong Sanlang "..."
Qiao Xiaomai "..."
What kind of talk is this!
"Really, you acted too soon. If it had been a little later, I would have definitely torn you two apart," Yang Wenxiao said with another sigh. Tonight, he sighed more than he had in the past year.
Missing out on a good granddaughter-in-law like Qiao Xiaomai, a basketful of sighs wouldn't be enough.
He stood up and added, "But now that you two are so loving, I've given up on that idea. Tong Sanlang, if you don't want her to be bullied, then strive to earn a noble title. With a title, she won't be just a village girl."
"I mentioned before that when you come to the capital, you should present something novel. Where is the item?"
He said this while reaching out his hand toward Tong Sanlang.